Seeing the two adorable, rosy-cheeked children, Sun Wukong flew into an even greater rage.
"That Great King Inspiration deserves to die! How could he lay his hands on such adorable children?!"
"Exactly! Twenty children like them have already died at his hands. What terrible sins he has committed!"
Pigsy was equally enraged.
The suffering of children was what stirred the greatest sympathy in them—and the fiercest anger.
They were all children. They should have had brilliant lives ahead of them, but because of that demon's appetite, they had died young and become food in its belly, their lives cut short far too soon.
How could such a fate not make them furious?
"Old Man, may I ask these two children a few questions?"
"Ask away, Elder. Please, ask."
Old Man Chen could tell that this fair-skinned monk was the master of the others, so he naturally had no objection to Tang Sanzang's request.
Tang Sanzang wore a gentle smile as he crouched down and spoke to the two children.
"What are your names, little benefactors?"
The delicate little girl answered brightly, "My name is Chen Yu, and that is my younger brother, Chen Yu."
"Chen Yu and Chen Yu. We are from the same family, in terms of my secular surname."
The little girl looked at the kind fair-skinned monk before her and gradually found the courage to stare at him.
Tang Sanzang smiled gently. "Do you know what you are going to do?"
"We know." The little girl said timidly, "Our father and mother sold us to Old Man Chen's family for two hundred taels of silver, so the two of us could serve the River God."
Tang Sanzang froze upon hearing this, a complicated look appearing in his eyes.
Sun Wukong's face darkened at once, and he fixed